Seeing that Zhou Hao didn't speak, the woman smiled gently and said, "What? Sir, don't you want to accept my apology?"
Zhou Hao quickly smiled and said: "Since you are so sincere, miss, I don't have to accept it." After saying that, he sat down again, and the woman also sat back on her seat.
The unpleasant things were revealed.
The gloomy man sitting opposite the woman glanced at Zhou Hao intentionally or unintentionally, with some hostility in his eyes. Zhou Hao also looked at him without showing any weakness, but what Zhou Hao paid more attention to was the man next to him.
Although he seemed to be a follower, that man was different from Mr. Jingu. Mr. Jingu stood respectfully behind the woman, while he sat next to the gloomy man. In terms of treatment alone, he was better than Mr. Jingu.
Sir, he is much taller.
Compared to Mr. Jingu, the man was much shorter and thinner, and judging from his age, he should be sixty years old. Although he looked like an ordinary old man, Zhou Hao intuitively felt that he was not an ordinary man.
people.
"Is that woman also Japanese?" At this time, Yang Jiabao, who was beside him, came over and asked.
Zhou Hao looked at the charming woman in the distance and felt that just from her back, this woman looked so charming. He said: "That's right. Although she is also fluent in Chinese, her entourage is Japanese. She
It is also very possible that he is Japanese."
"What about the man sitting opposite her, who is also Japanese?"
Zhou Hao shook his head, "It's not like that." He secretly paid attention to the people at the table, and saw that only when facing that charming woman, the gloomy man would smile, and his expression was quite flattering. Zhou Hao thought to himself.
Listen to what the two people are talking about, but due to the distance and the clutter of people around, Zhou Hao can only hear the words "supply" and "tariff", but cannot hear the specifics of their conversation.
content.
At this time, the waiter brought the Guilin rice noodles and side dishes ordered by Zhou Hao and the others, and Zhou Hao stopped paying attention to the people at the table and concentrated on tasting these authentic Guilin delicacies with Yang Jiabao.
After a full meal, Yang Jiabao asked the waiter to come over and pay the bill, because she didn't want Zhou Hao to stay here anymore to avoid being deceived by the charming woman. Zhou Hao didn't care much, after all, his interaction with that woman,
Maybe it's only this once in a lifetime, for each other, the other is just a passer-by in their own lives.
Zhou Hao felt a little pity. If he had been in this situation in his previous life, he would have taken a picture of the woman with his cell phone. Even if they didn't meet each other again, he could still take it out and keep it as a souvenir. However,
Nowadays, it is still a long time before the first mobile phone with a toasting camera is launched, so Zhou Hao can only take a few more glances at the charming woman.
After leaving the small restaurant, Yang Jiabao held Zhou Hao's hand and walked on the tree-lined path by the river. He breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Finally I can't see that woman anymore. Looking at her like that, she is what you men call a disaster."
Already."
Regarding Yang Jiabao's thoughts about his little daughter, Zhou Hai just laughed it off. After all, no woman is not jealous, and it is quite cute for women to be a little jealous sometimes. Zhou Hao put his arms around Yang Jiabao's waist and said with a smile: "Okay
Well, to me, you are also a calamity. I, Tang Monk, was eaten up by this spider spirit like you."
Walking on the path, the two of them quietly enjoyed their time together.
"Please, please spare me. I won't dare to do it again. I won't dare to do it anymore."
When passing by a small forest, Zhou Hao and Yang Jiabao heard a panicked child's voice coming from the woods, and they couldn't help but follow the sound and look into the woods. This sight made them both stunned.
Because on the stone path in the grove, the charming woman and four other people were there.
I saw an old man in his sixties next to the gloomy man grabbing the hand of an eleven or twelve-year-old boy. The boy struggled hard, but couldn't break free from the old man's iron-like hand. At this time, tears were streaming down his face.
He begged them vigorously for mercy.
Zhou Hao saw that the old man was holding the boy's hand tightly. There was purple-green blood on the boy's wrist, which made the boy's cry even more miserable. There was no one else in the woods.
"Zhou Hao, let's go over and take a look." Seeing the boy crying miserably, Yang Jiabao felt compassion.
Zhou Hao nodded, and walked through the woods with Yang Jiabao. The group of charming women also saw Zhou Hao and Yang Jiabao coming this way. The gloomy man's brows also frowned deeper, and the god
Mr. Gong looked at Zhou Hao with strong hostility.
"What happened? Why do you want to make things difficult for such a child?" Zhou Hao asked straight to the point.
"This is our business. Did you stretch your hand too long?" The man with a gloomy face was very rude as soon as he opened his mouth. It was obvious that he had been dissatisfied with Zhou Hao for a long time.
How could Yang Jiabao tolerate others bullying his own man? He immediately said without any sign of weakness: "We see injustice on the road, and everyone can take care of the injustice. Besides, if you bully a child like this, aren't you afraid of others laughing at you?
"
But the gloomy man sneered, "Is there any injustice on the road? Do you really think we are in ancient times? There are so many injustices in this world, how can you care about them!" He looked at Zhou Hao and Yang Jiabao coldly, "I told you
You guys, this little bastard tried to steal my wallet just now and was caught by my men. Now I want to teach him a lesson and let him know the consequences of stealing things, especially my things."
Zhou Hao and Zhou Hao were shocked at the same time. They didn't expect that the little boy who cried miserably was actually a thief.
Then the little boy turned around and cried to Zhou Hao and the others: "I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong..."
Zhou Hao saw that a purple color had appeared under the little boy's wrist. It was obviously due to the blood blockage caused by being grabbed by the old man, and even the whole palm was slightly swollen. Zhou Hao knew that if this continued, the little boy's wrist would become swollen.
His hand would have to be disabled. He said to them: "Even if he wants to steal your things, you can just send him to the police station. Why are you embarrassing him like this?"
"These thieves are all gang-like, and they may also be colluding with people from the police station." The gloomy man said: "Besides, if he steals my things, do you think I will let him go so easily?" He narrowed his eyes.
His eyes revealed a ferocious look, "Shi Long, let me cripple this little bastard's hand so that he will have a long memory in the future."
"Yes, young master." The old man named "Shilong" responded, grabbing the little boy's hand harder, and the little boy cried even more miserably because of the severe pain.
"Stop!" Zhou Hao shouted coldly and appeared next to Shi Long. He used his palm as a knife and slashed at his wrist, forcing him to let go of the little boy.
But Shi Long smiled sinisterly, grabbed the little boy's hand and pulled him over, using the little boy's body to resist Zhou Hao.
Zhou Hao, however, did not change his movements and continued to cut forward with his palm knife. However, when he reached the little boy's chest, he had already turned sideways and pressed his palm on the little boy's chest. Moreover, he also injected Qi into the little boy's body.
, the energy went straight to the little boy's right hand that was grabbed by Shi Long.
Shi Long felt a huge force coming from the little boy's hand, shaking his hand away. Zhou Hao took the opportunity to protect the little boy and saw his right wrist that Shi Long had just grabbed.
There was already a circle of purple-black blood bruising on his wrist, and his wrist bones were probably showing signs of bone fractures.
Using his true energy to invigorate the little boy's blood and remove blood stasis, Zhou Hao looked coldly at Shi Long and the gloomy man, "You are so cruel, treating such a child, even if he is a pickpocket, there is no need to be so harsh."
The gloomy man was surprised that Zhou Hao could shake Shilong away, and Shilong also said to him: "I'm sorry, young master, I underestimated the enemy."
After invigorating the little boy's blood, removing blood stasis, and sealing several acupuncture points on his hands to relieve his pain, Zhou Hao handed the little boy to Yang Jiabao, "Jiabao, look at him first."
The gloomy man frowned and looked at Zhou Hao, "I didn't expect to meet a master here."
The charming woman also looked at Zhou Hao with interest, with both curiosity and surprise in her eyes.
In fact, Zhou Hao has already seen that this man with a gloomy face does not know martial arts, otherwise he would not be approached by pickpockets without knowing it. As for the charming woman, Zhou Hao can only see that she has no internal strength, but he does not know
Does she know anything about boxing or kicking?
Shi Long seemed to be unwilling to accept that he had been shocked by Zhou Hao just now, so he said to the gloomy man: "Young Master, let me deal with him."
Just as the gloomy man was about to nod, he saw Mr. Jingu next to the charming woman walking up to him and smiling: "Mr. Dong, let me do it. This guy has been in the way since just now, and he dares to talk about my wife."
He is a monster and cannot be forgiven!"
The man surnamed Dong turned to look at the charming woman. Seeing that she just smiled and said nothing, he nodded to Shi Long.
Shi Long bowed slightly and said, "Yes." Then he returned to the side of the man named Dong.
Zhou Hao also glanced at the charming woman, and saw that she just smiled at him and said nothing. Just hearing that Mr. Shengong said that she was his wife, Zhou Hao couldn't help but wonder: "Is this woman already married?"
His eyes drifted to her slender jade fingers that were as green as green onions, but he didn't see that she was wearing a ring.
"What are you looking at? You damn beast, you still dare to blaspheme my wife!" Mr. Shen Gong found that Zhou Hao's eyes were still lingering on the woman. He immediately became furious and rushed towards Zhou Hao aggressively. Seeing that Zhou Hao was not doing anything,
After speaking, the woman smiled gently and said, "What? Sir, are you unwilling to accept my apology?"
Zhou Hao quickly smiled and said: "Since you are so sincere, miss, I don't have to accept it." After saying that, he sat down again, and the woman also sat back on her seat.
The unpleasant things were revealed.
The gloomy man sitting opposite the woman glanced at Zhou Hao intentionally or unintentionally, with some hostility in his eyes. Zhou Hao also looked at him without showing any weakness, but what Zhou Hao paid more attention to was the man next to him.
Although he seemed to be a follower, that man was different from Mr. Jingu. Mr. Jingu stood respectfully behind the woman, while he sat next to the gloomy man. In terms of treatment alone, he was better than Mr. Jingu.
Sir, he is much taller.
Compared to Mr. Jingu, the man was much shorter and thinner, and judging from his age, he should be sixty years old. Although he looked like an ordinary old man, Zhou Hao intuitively felt that he was not an ordinary man.
people.
"Is that woman also Japanese?" At this time, Yang Jiabao, who was beside him, came over and asked.
Zhou Hao looked at the charming woman in the distance and felt that just from her back, this woman looked so charming. He said: "That's right. Although she is also fluent in Chinese, her entourage is Japanese. She
It is also very possible that he is Japanese."
"What about the man sitting opposite her, who is also Japanese?"
Zhou Hao shook his head, "It's not like that." He secretly paid attention to the people at the table, and saw that only when facing that charming woman, the gloomy man would smile, and his expression was quite flattering. Zhou Hao thought to himself.
Listen to what the two people are talking about, but due to the distance and the clutter of people around, Zhou Hao can only hear the words "supply" and "tariff", but cannot hear the specifics of their conversation.
content.
At this time, the waiter brought the Guilin rice noodles and side dishes ordered by Zhou Hao and the others, and Zhou Hao stopped paying attention to the people at the table and concentrated on tasting these authentic Guilin delicacies with Yang Jiabao.
After a full meal, Yang Jiabao asked the waiter to come over and pay the bill, because she didn't want Zhou Hao to stay here anymore to avoid being deceived by the charming woman. Zhou Hao didn't care much, after all, his interaction with that woman,
Maybe it's only this once in a lifetime, for each other, the other is just a passer-by in their own lives.
Zhou Hao felt a little pity. If he had been in this situation in his previous life, he would have taken a picture of the woman with his cell phone. Even if they didn't meet each other again, he could still take it out and keep it as a souvenir. However,
Nowadays, it is still a long time before the first mobile phone with a toasting camera is launched, so Zhou Hao can only take a few more glances at the charming woman.
After leaving the small restaurant, Yang Jiabao held Zhou Hao's hand and walked on the tree-lined path by the river. He breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Finally I can't see that woman anymore. Looking at her like that, she is what you men call a disaster."
Already."
Regarding Yang Jiabao's thoughts about his little daughter, Zhou Hai just laughed it off. After all, no woman is not jealous, and it is quite cute for women to be a little jealous sometimes. Zhou Hao put his arms around Yang Jiabao's waist and said with a smile: "Okay
Well, to me, you are also a calamity. I, Tang Monk, was eaten up by this spider spirit like you."
Walking on the path, the two of them quietly enjoyed their time together.
"Please, please spare me. I won't dare to do it again. I won't dare to do it anymore."
When passing by a small forest, Zhou Hao and Yang Jiabao heard a panicked child's voice coming from the woods, and they couldn't help but follow the sound and look into the woods. This sight made them both stunned.
Because on the stone path in the grove, the charming woman and four other people were there.
I saw an old man in his sixties next to the gloomy man grabbing the hand of an eleven or twelve-year-old boy. The boy struggled hard, but couldn't break free from the old man's iron-like hand. At this time, tears were streaming down his face.
He begged them vigorously for mercy.
Zhou Hao saw that the old man was holding the boy's hand tightly. There was purple-green blood on the boy's wrist, which made the boy's cry even more miserable. There was no one else in the woods.
"Zhou Hao, let's go over and take a look." Seeing the boy crying miserably, Yang Jiabao felt compassion.
Zhou Hao nodded, and walked through the woods with Yang Jiabao. The group of charming women also saw Zhou Hao and Yang Jiabao coming this way. The gloomy man's brows also frowned deeper, and the god
Mr. Gong looked at Zhou Hao with strong hostility.
"What happened? Why do you want to make things difficult for such a child?" Zhou Hao asked straight to the point.
"This is our business. Did you stretch your hand too long?" The man with a gloomy face was very rude as soon as he opened his mouth. It was obvious that he had been dissatisfied with Zhou Hao for a long time.
How could Yang Jiabao tolerate others bullying his own man? He immediately said without any sign of weakness: "We see injustice on the road, and everyone can take care of the injustice. Besides, if you bully a child like this, aren't you afraid of others laughing at you?
"
But the gloomy man sneered, "Is there any injustice on the road? Do you really think we are in ancient times? There are so many injustices in this world, how can you care about them!" He looked at Zhou Hao and Yang Jiabao coldly, "I told you
You guys, this little bastard tried to steal my wallet just now and was caught by my men. Now I want to teach him a lesson and let him know the consequences of stealing things, especially my things."
Zhou Hao and Zhou Hao were shocked at the same time. They didn't expect that the little boy who cried miserably was actually a thief.
Then the little boy turned around and cried to Zhou Hao and the others: "I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong..."
Zhou Hao saw that a purple color had appeared under the little boy's wrist. It was obviously due to the blood blockage caused by being grabbed by the old man, and even the whole palm was slightly swollen. Zhou Hao knew that if this continued, the little boy's wrist would become swollen.
His hand would have to be disabled. He said to them: "Even if he wants to steal your things, you can just send him to the police station. Why are you embarrassing him like this?"
"These thieves are all gang-like, and they may also be colluding with people from the police station." The gloomy man said: "Besides, if he steals my things, do you think I will let him go so easily?" He narrowed his eyes.
His eyes revealed a ferocious look, "Shi Long, let me cripple this little bastard's hand so that he will have a long memory in the future."
"Yes, young master." The old man named "Shilong" responded, grabbing the little boy's hand harder, and the little boy cried even more miserably because of the severe pain.
"Stop!" Zhou Hao shouted coldly and appeared next to Shi Long. He used his palm as a knife and slashed at his wrist, forcing him to let go of the little boy.
But Shi Long smiled sinisterly, grabbed the little boy's hand and pulled him over, using the little boy's body to resist Zhou Hao.
Zhou Hao, however, did not change his movements and continued to cut forward with his palm knife. However, when he reached the little boy's chest, he had already turned sideways and pressed his palm on the little boy's chest. Moreover, he also injected Qi into the little boy's body.
, the energy went straight to the little boy's right hand that was grabbed by Shi Long.
Shi Long felt a huge force coming from the little boy's hand, shaking his hand away. Zhou Hao took the opportunity to protect the little boy and saw his right wrist that Shi Long had just grabbed.
There was already a circle of purple-black blood bruising on his wrist, and his wrist bones were probably showing signs of bone fractures.
Using his true energy to invigorate the little boy's blood and remove blood stasis, Zhou Hao looked coldly at Shi Long and the gloomy man, "You are so cruel, treating such a child, even if he is a pickpocket, there is no need to be so harsh."
The gloomy man was surprised that Zhou Hao could shake Shilong away, and Shilong also said to him: "I'm sorry, young master, I underestimated the enemy."
After invigorating the little boy's blood, removing blood stasis, and sealing several acupuncture points on his hands to relieve his pain, Zhou Hao handed the little boy to Yang Jiabao, "Jiabao, look at him first."
The gloomy man frowned and looked at Zhou Hao, "I didn't expect to meet a master here."
The charming woman also looked at Zhou Hao with interest, with both curiosity and surprise in her eyes.
In fact, Zhou Hao has already seen that this man with a gloomy face does not know martial arts, otherwise he would not be approached by pickpockets without knowing it. As for the charming woman, Zhou Hao can only see that she has no internal strength, but he does not know
Does she know anything about boxing or kicking?
Shi Long seemed to be unwilling to accept that he had been shocked by Zhou Hao just now, so he said to the gloomy man: "Young Master, let me deal with him."
Just as the gloomy man was about to nod, he saw Mr. Jingu next to the charming woman walking up to him and smiling: "Mr. Dong, let me do it. This guy has been in the way since just now, and he dares to talk about my wife."
He is a monster and cannot be forgiven!"
The man surnamed Dong turned to look at the charming woman. Seeing that she just smiled and said nothing, he nodded to Shi Long.
Shi Long bowed slightly and said, "Yes." Then he returned to the side of the man named Dong.
Zhou Hao also glanced at the charming woman, and saw that she just smiled at him and said nothing. Just hearing that Mr. Shengong said that she was his wife, Zhou Hao couldn't help but wonder: "Is this woman already married?"
His eyes drifted to her slender jade fingers that were as green as green onions, but he didn't see that she was wearing a ring.
"What are you looking at? You damn beast, you still dare to blaspheme my wife!" Mr. Shen Gong noticed that Zhou Hao's eyes were still lingering on the woman. He immediately became furious and rushed towards Zhou Hao menacingly.